"Well, young Bob Tail, she did what any rabbit would do. She took off her hat, and filled it with carrots."

"But as she was struggling to put her hat back on her head, she heard a noise behind her. Just a single pebble falling; but then another and another. She turned around: rocks were falling everywhere!"

"In a trice, the entrance was blocked. She looked all round the cave for another way out, but there was none."

"There was no going back the way she came. So she did the only thing she could do: go forward."

"But you said there wasn't another way out!"

"She did what any rabbit would do: she burrowed."

"She dug and dug and dug. Kept going until her paws were worn down to the bone. Just as she thought she couldn't dig another pawful, the earth in front of her fell away, and she tumbled through the hole."

"Was she out of the cave?" I asked.

"For a moment, she didn't know where she was. Then she heard a voice, more of a growl, and then a wicked laugh. Terrified, she opened one eye, and then the other. And then she screamed!"